I'm finding it a little impossible to believe that I host my first, beta, Airstream pop up at Northern Grade NY and then head for home in just-shy-of two weeks.
Thinking back on it now I imagined this trip the way Cheryl Stayed wrote about imagining her hike on the P.C.T. Lots of time for yoga, reading, writing and working. I promised blog posts, updates and Instagram photos. Only some of which I've been able to deliver in a last minute, low priority type of way.
The truth is, this trip has been so much fucking work. From truck troubles and unrealistic travel schedules to unreliable trailer hookups and 15 point first time back ups, almost every moment is filled simply trying to fix or figure something out. The first long term spot I got to, finally, just out of NYC, I opened the Airstream door to find out my one-and-only storage closet fell off the wall in transit. I often sponge bath at night to avoid walking to the communal showers.
But, I wouldn't give up any of it. I can't believe how lucky I am.
Two of my dearest friends were crazy and sweet enough to take the drive out to NY with me. My dog came too, but she didn't have a choice.
Over the course of 4 days we drove across the Canadian boarder at Sault Saint Marie, spent a night with about 30 other RVs in a Wal-Mart parking lot, got stranded in a rainstorm waiting for the truck's starter to be replaced, spent $310 on diesel gas and had a couple glorious days in Montreal.
I've been staying outside New York for about one week now and it has been a blur. Finding time to accomplish all of the things I want to is a challenge even when there is no one around but me and pup. Regardless, some pretty sweet things are coming together and I can't wait for the open trailer studio on August 27th.